Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 987 Afterword
Qingqiu.

She has been living in seclusion for many years and is isolated from the outside world.

Along the depths of the peach forest, she found her way home.

On the day Qi An came back, the elderly great-grandfather had tears in his eyes, his beard trembling, and he held her hand and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Qi An remembered that her great-grandfather loved her the most when she was young, with a sore nose, and clinging to him for a long time.

"This will always be your home, come back when you want." Great-grandfather lovingly patted her head, those gray eyes had green life, and finally they were no longer like dry water, "When you come back, don't leave. "

Over there, Qi Wensheng was talking to Rong Yu, looking at the appearance of the spirit boy, the smile on the corner of his mouth was helpless: "I'll take all precautions, let her meet you."

He had already figured out that Qi'an's fate was in love, but there were some things that couldn't be avoided no matter what.

"Thank you." Rong Yu nodded.

That day, the little foxes up and down the Qingqiu poked their heads out and looked at the appearance of the main god curiously. It was really a grand occasion.

Shen Zhuang hugged Qi An so excitedly that she was about to pass out, as if she was crying louder than anyone else: "Woooooooo An'an, I thought I would never see you again."

Qi An hugged her helplessly: "Okay, okay, haven't I come back?"

Shen Zhuang cried and said, "You actually brought the Lord God back, you scared me to death!"

When I was young and ignorant talking about gods, I never thought that I would see them with my own eyes one day!
Qi An bent her eyes and smiled.

Turning back to see Rong Yu.

He watched her intently and never left.

It was a sunny day, the sun was shining brightly, and the weather was fine. Everyone talked and laughed, and went back to the past.

The aroma of the peach blossom wine permeated far away, and Lian Hua Shenjun ran all the way here just for a pot of wine.

Qi Lou said he was promising, Lian Hua told him not to come if he had the means.

Qi Lou frowned, saying why didn't I come?I followed Little Fox VIII.

Qi'an spread her hands beside her, it must be a good thing for these two people to meet, they would quarrel if they were not bickering.

No one will let anyone.

Qi An persuaded Qi Lou: "You can't beat him, forget it, stop arguing."

"Little Nine Tails still has eyesight." Lian Hua smiled.

Qi Lou: "..."

This day is over.

He wants to sue the Lord God!
Rong Yu is used to these things calmly, there are too few things that he can pay attention to, except for common people, Qi'an is rare and an exception.

He watched from the sidelines, with a straight back and fluttering white clothes. He had the coldness of a knight and the coldness of a poet. There was a touch of poetic warmth in his downcast eyes.

Qi An quietly hooked his fingers, and privately led him to the depths of the peach forest, and ran away before sunset, like elopement.

Then she kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, mixed with the aroma of peach blossom wine.

He enforces the law impartially, but falling in love with her is forbidden.

Rong Yu lowered his eyes, grabbed her neck with one hand and kissed her, the aroma of wine between his lips and teeth, cold and alluring.

Greedy for the scarlet color in his eyes.

The spring is as thick as wine, and the flowers are drunk.

When they came back, Lian Hua asked them what they had been doing for so long, and Qi An didn't tell him.

Qingqiu has never been so lively, the moon rises at night, and the stars are dotted.

Qi Lou said with emotion: "The sky here is still the most beautiful."

"Of course." Qi An tilted his head, sitting on the peach petals on the ground, "In terms of scenery, how can it compare to this place?"

They looked at each other and laughed at each other.

There will always be a day when the dead tree will come to spring, green buds will grow, and flowers will bloom.

Fortunately, after going through thousands of sails, everything is still the same as it was originally.

(End of this chapter)